Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
Zašto, Gospode, stojiš daleko, kriješ se kad je nevolja?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
S oholosti bezbožnikove muèe se ubogi; hvataju se ubogi prijevarom koju izmišljaju bezbožnici.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Jer se bezbožnik dièi željom duše svoje, grabljivca pohvaljuje.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Bezbožnik u obijesti svojoj ne mari za Gospoda: “on ne vidi.” Nema Boga u mislima njegovijem.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Svagda su putovi njegovi krivi; za sudove tvoje ne zna; na neprijatelje svoje neæe ni da gleda.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
U srcu svojem veli: neæu posrnuti; zlo neæe doæi nigda.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Usta su mu puna nevaljalijeh rijeèi, prijevare i uvrede, pod jezikom je njegovijem muka i pogibao.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Sjedi u zasjedi iza kuæe; u potaji ubija pravoga; oèi njegove vrebaju ubogoga.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Sjedi u potaji kao lav u peæini; sjedi u zasjedi da uhvati ubogoga; hvata ubogoga uvukavši u mrežu svoju.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Pritaji se, prilegne, i ubogi padaju u jake nokte njegove.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
Kaže u srcu svome: “Bog je zaboravio, okrenuo je lice svoje, neæe vidjeti nigda.”
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Ustani, Gospode! digni ruku svoju, ne zaboravi nevoljnijeh.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Zašto bezbožnik da ne mari za Boga govoreæi u srcu svom da ti neæeš vidjeti?
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Ti vidiš; jer gledaš uvrede i muke i pišeš ih na ruci. Tebi predaje sebe ubogi; siroti ti si pomoænik.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Satri mišicu bezbožnome i zlome, da se traži i ne naðe bezbožnost njegova.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Gospod je car svagda, dovijeka, nestaæe neznabožaca sa zemlje njegove.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
Gospode! ti èuješ želje ništih; utvrdi srce njihovo; otvori uho svoje,
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
Da daš sud siroti i nevoljniku, da prestanu goniti èovjeka sa zemlje.
